His job is to protect his MC but he can’t resist her, she can’t refuse him, and deception will test the strength of their attraction to one another.

He can’t resist her.
She can’t refuse him.
Lies will rip them apart.

As enforcer of the Desert Rebels Cole’s job is to protect his MC. A favor for a friend has them taking in a young woman they think is trying to get away from a crazy ex. Turns out she’s lying. When the truth comes out, so does trouble to the club. Cole wants Raven, but will their insane attraction to one another be enough to overcome the deception and give them a chance at happiness?

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Heart pounding, I panted breathlessly, “Cole! I’m-I’m not who you th-think I am!” I scraped his scalp with my nails, bowing sharply beneath his mouth. Oh, sweet Jesus, he was going to kill me with pleasure!

Breathing hard, he pulled his mouth off my nipple and looked up at me with surprising clarity in his eyes, his dark expression stamped with raw arousal. “I know exactly who you are,” he grated hoarsely. “I’ve known since I pulled you beneath me.”

What? I took a second to process what he’d said, or to at least try. I was so turned on that it felt as if I were on some life-altering drug, and I was, in a way–I was high on Cole. “We-We can’t do this,” I whispered, while at the same time asking myself why it was that we couldn’t.

His grin was pure sex. “Looks like we are.”

“But . . . you thought I was someone else,” I reminded him. “What about her?”

He released a frustrated breath. “Can we talk about this later? I’m right in the middle of something.”

I was not going to be a convenient fill-in for another woman, no matter how turned on I was. No matter how hot Cole was. “Listen, jerk, when a man makes love to me, I’d at least like to know that he knows it’s me he�s making love to.”

His body vibrated with laughter against me. “I don’t make love, baby. I fuck.”

I felt a surge of anger in response to his flippant attitude. “Well, then find someone else to fuck,” I hissed, trying to wiggle out from beneath him. Cole was a big man, and he was heavy. Bumping my hips to try to force him to move proved to be a dumb move, because all it managed to do was reveal how fucking huge and hard his cock was.

Cole grunted in response and dropped his head back onto my breasts. I began to wiggle wildly, afraid of where this was going.

Afraid of myself.

“Get off!”

“Jesus, wait a fucking minute, will you?” he growled as if he were in pain, pressing my body down to hold me still.

I stilled. “I’ll give you ten seconds.”

His mouth was against my breast, and the feel of his smile on my flesh caused a shiver to ripple through my body.

About Tory Richards

Tory Richards is an Amazon bestselling author who writes smut with a plot. Born in Maine, she’s lived most of her life in Florida where she went to school, married, and raised her daughter. She’s retired from Disney and spends her time with family and friends, traveling, and writing.